LSD, yeah, the big parade – everybody's doin' it now. Take LSD, then you are a poet, an intellectual. What a sick mob. I am building a machine gun in my closet now to take out as many of them as I can before they get me.

Sundays kill more people than bombs.

there is enough treachery , hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given day

Each person is only given so many evenings and each wasted evening is a gross violation against the natural course of your only life.

... to die on a kitchen floor at 7 o'clock in the morning while other people are frying eggs is not so rough unless it happens to you.

Four days alone with nothing. Emerge empowered. The first human face you see will knock you back 50%.

Meanwhile the 3 a.m. drunks of the world would lay in their beds, trying in vain to sleep, and deserving that rest, if they could find it.